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Current It's been like 5 years since I last logged in here, but I've finally finished college. Howdy!
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I'm thinking about making a medic character for this. Does that sound okay?
Maheegan whined softly and squirmed. She held her breath to keep from inhaling the wolf's hot breath, and scrabbled weakly in a half-hearted attempt to escape. It was a relief to feel some cool air, but she was still gripped entirely with fear. What was this wolf doing? Perhaps it was taking them to the den so that she could have her meal in peace. Her small chest heaved with panic. She didn't want to die like this. She didn't want to die at all. She didn't think it would be so soon...

She ended up passing out.
Maheegan whined softly and retreated just a little in response so that she stood beside Kiyiya, though still a bit in front of him. Down thumped her butt onto the ground. She pawed the dirt anxiously and pressed closer to Kiyiya. It was partially to reassure herself that he was still there next to her, and partially because he was very simply the only person--or whatever--around that she was sure wouldn't rip her to pieces.

Maheegan had tried to run from the brown wolf, but her short juvenile legs were no match for the long and graceful strides of the adult canine. With a terrified yelp, she was lifted into the air with her oversized paws flailing and scrabbling for anything to scratch. No! There was nothing. Icy certainty settled into her gut that she was going to be killed just like Kiyiya likely had been. Or they'd slaughter him in front of her eyes. The thought made Maheegan struggle more, but the wolf's jaws were firm and didn't give at all.

The brown wolf dropped her beside Kiyiya under the shadow of a massive black wolf. She was relieved that he was alive, but it looked like now they had a bigger problem (literally). Terrified even more of this one than the last, Maheegan huddled beside her friend and looked at her paws, focusing intensely on them to distract herself from what she was sure was imminent death. Briefly it crossed her mind to escape, but from this creature she thought it impossible. That wolf could probably cross half the village in a single bound, while Maheegan on her clumsy paws had a hard time on bad days going ten paces without flopping over.

In spite of her fear, tiny teeth bared. Her pride, she thought vaguely, would likely be the death of her. But if it meant that she wouldn't have to watch Kiyiya die, then so be it. She stepped in front of him and faced the black wolf, though she didn't dare look at more than her paws.
Maheegan lowered herself so that her belly was flat on the ground. She wanted to cover her eyes with her large paws, but it was impossible to stop drinking in the horrific scene ahead. Like Kiyiya's, her ears fell flat along her neck while her hackles prickled and rose. The signals were mixed, but she noticed nothing of herself. All that existed right now was the villagers she'd grown up around, being slaughtered before her.

And then there was Onaiwah. She'd spoken to Kiyiya just minutes ago. It wasn't possible. It couldn't be. No. She wouldn't let it happen!

Snarling, Maheegan lunged and sunk puppyish teeth into the brown wolf's hind leg. It was already too late; if Onaiwah wasn't dead now she would be very soon. Plus, the wolf she'd attacked practically loomed above Maheegan. Common sense set in.

Tail between her legs, Maheegan bounded back toward Kiyiya, so scared the whites of her eyes showed.
The pair of yellow eyes blinked in surprise. It was quickly replaced by relief, however, when the realization hit her that she was not alone. She shared this scary, exciting, exhilarating ability with someone, and it wasn't just any random villager. It was her best friend. The boy she'd grown up alongside. Before she could respond to the fact that a beautiful speckled wolf stood before her, Kiyiya had gone and knocked her back into the present.

The village was in danger.

Maheegan, being even faster on four legs than two, darted from the woods and careened toward the village. Her tongue lolled from her mouth with the exertion.
Maheegan had crouched and then was knocked to her side by the impact of a wolf's foot right on her stomach as the pack thundered past. The force of it rolled her violently and sent her straight into a tree, where the shock of it changed her right there. Right in front of Kiyiya. All those years of stealth and care taken, all for nothing...

Dazed, she pricked her ears and raised her head at the sound of her name. Her wolf form was small, gangly. Clearly a juvenile, as her human form was. She had large floppy paws and big ears, and her round yellow eyes shone with fear as they stared at Kiyiya. He could kill her now, or worse, he could run in fear, and that would hurt more than any knife could. Her friend. Afraid of her. Afraid of what she really was.

Her gaze then followed the large group of wolves. That was unusual behavior.
Her right hand wiped the tears off her wet cheeks and a finger paused a moment on the raised, dark scar under one eye. She had almost finished crying, and luckily had quietened considerably since she'd sat and started to cry. When Maheegan heard Kiyiya call her name, she felt one of her teeth bite down into her lower lip almost of its own accord. To answer him or not? Her face was still flushed with the insults he'd thrown, but it wasn't as if she was innocent.

Besides, they were friends and friends fight sometimes. She got to her feet and brushed herself off, scanning the woods for Kiyiya and glimpsing him at the edge. Half-frustrated, yet feeling ready to go make up, Maheegan wiped off the remainder of the tears--she did not want to leave evidence that she'd been crying--and approached him, not bothering to be quick as she usually was, or to be quiet, as again, she usually was.

"I'm sorry," she called hesitantly. Nothing hurt Maheegan's pride like a good apology, but she knew she had to say it.
Maheegan bared her teeth in a wolfish manner, enraged, her neck hairs standing on end. She spun around to argue, but Kiyiya had already run off into a hut and she knew better than to follow. She stood there and fumed for a while. What a nerve. What a nerve! Ugh! She wanted to yell that she wasn't finished with him, to come back and not be a coward, but the words stuck in her throat.

Finding that her legs worked again, she trotted irritably to the edge of the village and then scrambled through the forest and sat on a rotting log. Alone here, she put her head in her hands. She was not afraid of people! She just... didn't talk much, that was all. But Kiyiya's words echoed in her head. Everyone thinks you're some kind of mute freak. That coming from Maheegan's only friend stung bad.

She cried softly after making sure that no one was around.
Now this was making Maheegan mad. "Oh yeah? You're scared of a cow!" she returned, doing her best to barb her words. She rose to her tip-toes to aid herself on the height front, very pleased with herself that she was taller than him...at least for now. That was bound to change in coming years, but now was what really mattered. Predictably she went straight to that point to argue:

"You're shorter than me, so who's the baby now, huh? Ha!" She stuck her tongue out and then moved on to her next point, which was admittedly her weakest. "And I wouldn't say you're smarter than me. Since you're scared of a cow." She pushed a lock of dark hair out of her face and glared.
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